You like me fucking your cunt like that you little bitch? but Kyle said nothing, so Bob raised his voice Answer me! and Kyle then said y&hellip,.yeess...s and Bob rammed him harder. I almost felt sorry for Kyle, but he was getting used to being a filthy gaping cuntboy. Bobs thrusts became harder and faster and deeper and I had my hand in my jeans squeezing my cock as I watched Bob anally rape Kyle. Then, Bob pulled out and made a loud groan as he aimed and squirted his seed into the boys open. We turned the volume down and watched as a wife got plowed by a friend of a husband's who was filming. Jeremy is pretty shy, but I could tell his jeans were getting tight. He shared that he had always had a fantasy of being watched fucking his wife Amy.I told him I had always wanted to watch someone fuck in person. I didn't share that I have seen my wife fucked on three different occasions with me being a cuckold. He would get too freaked out by that, and he might tell his wife (my wife's. As I moved my kisses down her dark-chocolate coloured neck, I heard Jenny let out one of her high pitched wails that I knew meant she having an orgasm, but other than a quick smile in her direction, I didn't pay too much attention. I don't think she and Kat were noticing anyone else either, as when I looked back a few minutes later, she had helped Kat out of her plastic trousers and was busy eating her friend's pussy. Meanwhile, Chandice and I had been really getting it on, running our hands. “Yes, something like that,” the local leader agreed.“We still need to see the harbor,” Thomas insisted.“I’ll take you to our observation outpost. It’s on Shute’s Folly,” the leader told us.“Shute’s Folly?” we all asked.“It’s a marshy island. It faces the harbor at Charles Town,” he told us. The local leader had a horse hidden in the trees, and we followed him further south on Hogg Island. It was around a mile to the south point of the island, and the ground became progressively marshier the.